The Jilted Heiress' Return to the High Life - Chapter 163

Chapter 163:

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Corrine didn’t give it much thought.

“Then drop me off at the Ford Group entrance later.”

Nate’s brow creased ever so slightly, a spark of impatience in his eyes.

“Is the elite team at Ford Group just for decoration?”

“What?” Corrine turned to him, brows furrowed.

“Do you think the company will crumble without you?” Nate asked, his voice tinged with irony.

Corrine let out an exasperated sigh.

“What exactly are you getting at?”

Nate’s gaze softened, the corners of his lips lifting.

“I think it’s only fair that you, as my girlfriend, spend some time with me outside of work—also known as a date.”

“That doesn’t sound like something you’d say,” Corrine remarked, her voice teasing.

Nate smirked, his eyes gleaming with playful affection.

“What can I say? My girlfriend’s charm is simply irresistible.”

He looked at her then, his deep, dark eyes brimming with tenderness, drawing her in like gravity.

Corrine took a steadying breath, fighting the pull of his gaze.

“But I have a meeting this afternoon.”

Nate leaned closer, his voice soft and persistent.

“But I can’t help but miss you.” He continued, his tone deepening with a hint of playful longing, “My longing for you is as vast as the Sahara Desert. To honor that, I think you should give me the afternoon to comfort me.”

Corrine’s heart skipped a beat at his words, a laugh bubbling in her throat.

She shook her head in disbelief—could he really be saying this?

“Corrine, don’t you miss me too?” Nate’s voice was thick with affection, every word a velvet caress.

𝗕𝗲 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗰𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲𝘀 — 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁 ⲅ𝗮𝗅𝗇𝗈ν𝖊𝗅𝘀・ⅽ𝗼𝗺

Corrine could vividly recall their first meeting. Nate had left a striking impression as someone dignified and composed—a man of unwavering principle. He seemed untouched by the chaos of ordinary life, as though he existed on a plane above it all.

He was like a celestial being, aloof and untarnished by human desires. Yet this same man, so seemingly unattainable, had a way of speaking affection that dismantled her defenses with ease.

Corrine always prided herself on being rational, but when faced with Nate’s unwavering pursuit, his effortless charm, and his piercing gaze, she found herself yielding time and again.

She slowly closed her eyes, willing her thoughts to quiet. She needed to resist the pull of his allure, to remain grounded and composed.

“Is this really your first time being in love?” she finally asked, her voice betraying a flicker of doubt.

Nate arched a brow, his expression unreadable as his dark eyes studied her. A faint smile tugged at his lips.

“When a man is with the woman he loves, some things just come naturally.”

Her breath hitched at the insinuation, leaving her momentarily speechless.

Was he hinting at something deeper?

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